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1hunna - thirtyyeleven lyrics

yeah
i’m lovin’ these stats, i’m lovin’ these hoes (yeah)
(b*tter, b*tter) i’m lovin’ these stats, [?]

the way i make moves, smooth like b*tter
i sound like no other, that’s word to my mother
i move 1 hunna, i move 1 hunna
the way i make moves, smooth like b*tter

i call the b*tch a cutter (a cutter)
they in the back of the party, cutting the coke, she a stunner
i [?] b*tch undercover, cause i’m a secret lover
shе bring her cousin (yeah), they ratchеt they f*ckin’
that’s a two piece feast
even kernel [?] f*ck around, start cluckin’
i call the b*tch a hoover (hoover), the way she suckin’
she ain’t tryna love no one (nah, nah), that b*tch be runnin’ (hit the legs, hit the legs)

that’s word to my mother (mother), i move 1 hunna (1 hunna)
that’s word to my mother, i move 1 hunna
the way i make moves, smooth like b*tter
i sound like no other, that’s word to my mother
i move 1 hunna, i move 1 hunna
the way i make moves, smooth like b*tter

i see you with your b*tch (your b*tch), i won’t hesitate to hug her
see squeeze me extra (extra), that’s how i know she [?]
i learn from my mother (my mother), don’t trust no b*tch
cause when it come down to it, you know the b*tch gonna snitch, yeah
they claim to be real (real), but they ain’t in the feel
i was pushing packs (packs), with my papi and my brother, what’s that? (what’s that?)
i kept it on the low low (low low)
i didn’t try to hype her (hype her), i didn’t try to hype her
i swerve through the room (the room), i move real smooth (smooth)
i got the flow (the flow)
yeah i got the drip (the drip)
which way she go?
we make eye contact (contact), we make eye contact (contact)
i’m puffin’ on the blunt
that’s second high, that’s second high contact
(yeah)
i move like no other (no other), smooth like b*tter (like b*tter)
and that’s word to my mother
the way i make moves (moves), smooth like b*tter
i sound like no other
that’s word to my mother
i move 1 hunna x3

word to my mother
big [?]
i got the birds, i fl!ck the pack, hear the wings flutter
i hop in the coupe
it’s all blacked out
got a white b*tch with me, she rollin’ them blunts
i tell her pass the leche
in a white coupe, with a gang of black b*tches
they pourin’ me purp, i see if they [?]
[?]
i don’t no f*ck

the way i make moves, smooth like b*tter
sound like no other
word to my mother
i move 1 hunna
i move 1 hunna

- thirtyyeleven lyrics

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